Today is my birthday, no one celebrates their birthday on Sunday, so in a New York fashion kind of way I went with some friends to a “private party”, with lesbians controlling the doors and very cool DJ spinning some old school hip hop and funk. As the party became too hot for us (shirts off and everything, which gave us the weird looks from the lesbians) we headed out to another party, which turned out to be even more gender based (you figure that out for yourself). Resuming, I got home at 9AM… after crashing for a couple of hours in a friends couch, driving hung over and still a little drunk is the worst feeling in the world.